The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 166 Su Ji Morning Tea

 The Shi Er couple had one in front of the shop and one in the back kitchen who were busy without touching the floor. They had three sons, two waiters, one was a shopper, and they hired two women, one to cook the fire and the other to wash dishes and do odd jobs.

Su Ruojin stood in front of the breakfast shop, looking at the literati-filled Wenshan Street, and suddenly thought of the morning tea culture of later generations. Since there are so many different kinds of food at the breakfast shop, why not take one more step?

Wouldn’t it be better to turn Su Ji’s breakfast shop into a morning tea shop, in line with the literati craftsmanship of Wenshan Street? Thanks to Prince Zhao's generosity, he built a small courtyard and gave it to her. She divided the east courtyard near the shop into two rooms and made it a morning tea room.

Morning tea is a unique catering culture in the south. Drinking morning tea literally means drinking morning tea, but this "tea" is not that "tea" and has a broader meaning. Drinking morning tea includes eating breakfast, drinking tea, and spending time socializing.

There are two main schools of morning tea in the South. One is Su-style morning tea, represented by Yangzhou and Taizhou; the other is Cantonese-style morning tea, which is popular in Guangfu area.

There is often a saying among relatives and friends in Guangfu that "drinking tea when you have time" (Cantonese means "drinking tea when you have time"). Drinking tea together when you have time is an important part of the life and communication of Cantonese people. Tea drinking among Cantonese people is not really just about drinking one or two cups of tea, but rather going to a teahouse with relatives and friends, ordering a few snacks, brewing a pot of tea, chatting, filling your stomach and having fun.

 There is a popular saying in Yangzhou that "the skin is filled with water in the morning and the skin is filled with water in the evening".

The "shuibaopi" here refers to Yangzhou's morning tea culture, and "shuibaoshui" refers to Yangzhou's bathhouse culture. This reflects the leisurely and contented life attitude of Yangzhou people, and we can also see from this that morning tea occupies a very important position in the lives of Yangzhou people.

Of course, Yangzhou morning tea is inseparable from Yangzhou salt merchants. The salt merchants had a lot of wealth, and they were very particular about food and entertainment. They not only required exquisite and luxurious food, but also wanted to be luxurious in the dining environment and food ostentation. Therefore, they repaired gardens, hired cooks, and raised scholars. Rich merchants Dajia also developed an unprecedented habit of drinking tea at this time, and liked to drink tea in the morning to discuss affairs. Under the influence of these elegant effects, Yangzhou morning tea came into being.

At that time, Yangzhou, where tea shop culture was prevalent, was a big tea-drinking port. Places selling tea were usually not called teahouses, but tea houses, tea houses, and teahouses. Many time-honored hotels and restaurants were even called teahouses and teahouses. name. No wonder there is a written record: The tea shop in my hometown is the best in the world.

　　Although the salt merchants later declined and the prosperity disappeared, the picky taste in food and the sense of ritual of eating morning tea have always been engraved in the genes of Yangzhou people and have been passed down to this day.

Su Ruojin and Ye Huaizhen, two little girls, studied and discussed for two days. Two days later, Su Ruojin asked Hua Ping to ask Prince Zhao Xiaojun for help, and asked his steward Siping to get her exquisite tea sets, tables and chairs.

By the time the morning tea shop is fully open, it will be the end of February and the beginning of March, which is exactly the season for people in the city to travel.

Su Ruojin didn't expect this flow of people. She wanted to attract the ladies from Dongshan Academy to have morning tea. According to Su Dalang's statistics, there were nearly a hundred faculty and staff in Dongshan Academy. If they came to eat at the foot of the mountain, the atmosphere of Su Ji's morning tea would definitely be great.

To make a leaflet, Su Ruojin asked Su Dalang for help. Anyway, he was studying on the mountain. In the evening, he went down the mountain to help him draw hundreds of copies.

“I’m not asking my brother to draw hundreds of copies. Instead, I’m going to draw the template and ask your classmates to help draw it together. Then we’ll treat them to our Suji morning tea for free.”

Su Dalang smiled and said that there was no problem. He and his sister calculated the size and content of the poster. It took them two nights to finalize the draft. After drawing one picture, the sister thought it was OK and then brought it to the academy. After school, he took a break and asked his classmates for help. .

The young people gathered a bunch of paintings, and Su Xiangheng saw it. Not only did he not teach the young people not to miss their job, he also disliked their poor painting, so he started directly, knowing that he would paint hundreds of pictures, took the paintings and left.

 “I’ll give it to you in two days.”

Su Dalang:…

The classmate asked: "An Zhi, do we still want to draw?"

Su Dalang looked at the drawings on the table and said, "Let's draw them first." In case the master is not reliable, he can use these as a supplement.

Su Xiangheng, who was suspected of being unreliable, suddenly sneezed, "Does Su Shaobai miss him?" That was just in time, so I went to have a drink with him, went down Wenshan Street, and arrived at a farmhouse.

 He knocked on the door.

 “Brother Yu…”

 “It turns out to be Shaoqing.”

In the dusk and night, a sickly young man opened the wooden courtyard door with a lantern. His long hair was simply tied up, and there seemed to be many deep thoughts hidden between his slightly frowning eyebrows. Although his clothes were a little gray, they were still worn on him. It still makes people feel dignified and dignified.     “Sorry to bother Brother Yu.”

 “Where…where…”

Shangguanyu took two steps away to let Su Xiangheng in.

 He asked: “Have you eaten?”

Shangguanyu shook his head: "I have no appetite."

"How can this be done?" Su Xiangheng frowned, "Shaobai asked me to take care of you. If you don't eat, it's not good for your health!"

Shangguanyu smiled forcefully, "It's all an old problem, it doesn't matter."

The two of them walked and talked, and soon entered the main room.

The main hall of the farmhouse is not large. There are ink landscape paintings hanging on the front wall, and there are two couplets on the side: the first couplet: Smoke trees floating in the distance and the misty spring, the second couplet: The sailboat sails and the moon wanders.

Su Xiangheng smiled and said, "Fortunately, I was prepared." He asked the boy to take out the instant noodles he collected from the students, "Just boil water and boil it in the pot and you can eat it."

"Shaoqing, don't bother me. I'm three-thirds full after drinking some loquat leaf juice."

 After drinking water and being three-thirds full, Su Xiangheng was speechless for a moment. He really didn’t know how to comfort him.

"Leng Mo, go and cook it. When it's done, Brother Yu and I will share it."

Leng Mo went to the kitchen, and after a while, he brought out two small bowls of instant noodles. The aroma of instant noodles filled the whole room.

Shangguanyu’s nose moved, and then he sniffed again.

Su Xiangheng saw it and said with a smile, "It smells good!"

Under the oil lamp, a slight blush appeared on his sickly face that had not seen the light for many years. Shangguan Yu was obviously embarrassed, and he looked very embarrassed.

Su Xiangheng was filled with emotion after seeing this. No wonder Su Shao was a charming person in a platinum house. He was elegant and elegant in a shabby house. He was ordinary but dignified. He was born with the appearance of a noble son left behind among the people.

Leng Mo put the noodles on the table next to the two of them, "You two gentlemen, please—"

Su Xiangheng said with gentle humility, "Brother Yu, please—"

"Then you're welcome." Shangguanyu, who had been anorexic all day, was made hungry by the aroma of food. He picked up the small bowl, put a chopstick into his mouth gracefully, chewed the noodles, and sipped again. Mouth soup.

The rich soup suddenly opened up his taste buds that were too bland to taste, and he finished a small bowl of noodles gracefully and quickly.

Su Xiangheng pushed his own bowl over and said with a smile: "I brought several bags." Meaning, if there is not enough, don't buy more.

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